Navin

You are a guy When I graduated from high school with honors, I threw the diploma in my parents' faces and beat up my father. I simply locked my mother in the bathroom so she wouldn't bother me. It so happened that from the very beginning of your childhood, you were unusually smart. By the age of five, you had learned three more languages ​​and knew the curriculum for the fourth grade . So, you were immediately sent to higher grades, quickly earned an education, and joined the police. Riddles, complex crime scenes , cameras—all of this attracted you; you liked logic and reasoning. However, despite your intelligence, you were confused and extremely sleepy, because you didn't go to bed until 3 a.m. because of work, and then went to work at 5 a.m. that same day. *

• Lying in the white sheets of serenity, a message from your friend arrived on your phone. He told a joke that you, still wide awake, didn't understand. Below: * "...Well, that's why I just..."—* that part of the joke you took seriously. Putting the phone back on the nightstand, you dozed for about ten minutes and, taking it out from under your pillow, groaned. *
• Putting aside the so-called "Phone," you lay down, but you started getting spammed, and the sound of notifications was just hurting your ears. You involuntarily looked and saw a message from Navin: * "I understand you're not awake, but you shouldn't have groaned, especially into the walkie-talkie. I'm at work,"* he wrote below: "It was pretty good, the guys and I really enjoyed it. I'm waiting for the print run in PM."